Snow falling Quote by Garth Nix Download Open image ““Soft, the snow falling/Steam spiraling from coffee/The slain cold and still”” — Garth Nix ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Snow falling
“Since writing, I've learnt to truly appreciate COLD coffee. If the second or third sip is cold, I lost track of time and was… — Michael Kroft Copy Share Image
“In the bleak mid-winter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Still, I remember a more expansive time when the first winter snowfall was a magical act of creation and cold seemed incapable of penetrating… — Eric Schaller Copy Share Image
“The snow whispered down in the stillness and the sparks rose and dimmed and died in the eternal blackness.” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“And he is enchanted by the beauty of small things: hot coffee, wind through an open window, the tapping of rain, a passing bicycle,… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“It was a bitter cold winter, with long, hard frosts and heavy gales;” — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“It didn't look like the kind of snow that whispers down gently in the pit of the night and in the morning turns the… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“It is not so much the science of snow for me, anymore. I’d rather just look at it. The light, the way it absorbs… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Death and what came after death was no great mystery to Sabriel. She just wished it was. — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
“Choosers will be beggars if the begging's not their choosing," said the Dog "What does that mean?" "I have no idea," said the Dog” — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
Time plays tricks between here and home," said Mogget sepulchrally, frightening the life out of the telephone operator. — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
“Mmmmmm, said Ardent [the Royal Dog]. He liked cooked food. Also raw food and semicooked food, and things that might be food and so… — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
I enjoyed the army reserve, and I learned a lot from it, but I also... it helped me work out that I didn't want… — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
“If I'm not back by nightfall, come and take a very careful look, said Anya. But I don't expect to need rescuing. I'm not… — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
“Come, said Tanitha. Come to the Great Hall, and we will lie down with the puppies, and I will tell you a story. One… — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
So I'll do that, and I'll do my best and if my best isn't good enough, at least I will have done everything I… — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
He was obviously a very arrogant ragamuffin, and younger than she was, to boot. And he was wearing a necromancer's bells! Apart from that,… — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
“she still felt she was a librarian and always would be, no matter what else she had become as well. “We” — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
“I don't want to be that kind of sorcerer, said Anya swiftly. Besides, you wouldn't...you wouldn't love me then, would you? We will always… — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
Fear and realisation of ignorance, strong medicines against stupid pride. — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
Silently, like thoughts that come and go, the snowflakes fall, each one a gem. — William Hamilton Gibson Copy Share Image
Dandelion wine. The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered...sealed away for opening on a January day with… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“That kind of empty; when hope is no longer deferred but evaporated, and try as you might, and you do try, you can't find… — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“And the mist of snow, as he had foreseen, was still on it - a ghost of snow falling in the bright sunlight, softly… — Conrad Aiken Copy Share Image
“Huge, dizzying, clumps and clusters of snow falling through the air, patches of white against an iron-gray sky, snow that touches your tongue with… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Inside the snow globe on my father's desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-and-white-striped scarf. When I was little my father would pull… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
When you love a city and have explored it frequently on foot, your body, not to mention your soul, gets to know the streets… — Orhan Pamuk Copy Share Image
Snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dak trees that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more the… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end,… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Snow falling in the woods when there’s no wind is the most peaceful thing I’ve ever seen.” — John Jerome Copy Share Image
“Krisztina played the song. It was a lament made of eight notes, repeated. It was an empty melody. It sounded elemental too; it made… — Simon Avery Copy Share Image
“One minute it was Ohio winter, with doors closed, windows locked, the panes blind with frost, icicles fringing every roof, children skiing on slopes,… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
